To all my third-sex readers, don't get offended with this chapter. I know that I have a reader here who's gay. I won't mention you but sorry in advance. Please don't get offended. Omg. I would cry if you bash me. Hehe. Sorry huh. I love you. :-) This chapter keeps on knocking my mind. Kinukulit ako ng topic na ito, kaya sorry. The open box is open for all of your commentaries.
Isa pa, try niyong basahin 'yong The Day She Said Goodbye ko. Obvious namang drama iyon, 'no?
Chapter 40
"You can ask anyone in this classroom anything you want to ask. Unlimited questions. And they have to answer it honestly and full heartedly." Professor Antonette instructed after we formed a big circle.
"Jeil." She said. Tinuro niya ang nasa harapan ko na si Jeil. Tumayo ito at tumingin sa akin.
"Bakit ka ganiyan?" She said. Napataas ang kilay ko. What's wrong with me?
"'Cause when you start to give a damn, you will lose." Sabi ko. Tinagilid ni Professor ang ulo niya na tila naghihintay ng iba pa.
"I don't want to touch anyone's life nor care. It's an act and I don't do actings. I don't want to speak because you should tame your tongue with sensible things. At isa pa, wala ka'ng pakialam doon." Napatahimik sila. Palagi na lamang silang napapatahimik.
"Athena." Tumayo ako at direktang nilingon ang lalaki kong kaklase na naka pink na lipstick.
"Eduoard." Tawag ko sa kaniyang pansin. Pinagtaasan niya ako ng kilay niyang kulay brown.
"Why are you wearing a lipstick? You're a male right?" Naiirita kong tanong.
"Para beauty!" Maarte niyang sabi. I'm not a fan of those who show too much. I'm not a fan of these gender.
"'Tsaka teh, 'di ako male. Maganda aketch, 'no." Pagpapatuloy niya.
"You're a male, Eduoard. From head to foot, you're a man, a boy, a male." Matagal ko na siyang tinitignan. Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ganito siya kumilos. I've searched about this. Nalaman ko na may ikatlo palang kasarian. I've read articles about it and I really don't like it.
"Why do you have to change yourself?" Tanong ko ulit.
Pinagtaasan niya ako ng kilay niyang kulay brown.
"I don't want to be... eww, a man." Nangdidiri niyang sabi.
"And why?"
"Because I don't fit in it. Ayokong maging lalaki. I want to be a lady. I want to be a girl. I want to put make-up on my face. I want to wear dresses. Because this is what I feel. This is what I want." Seryoso niyang sabi.
"I know, but it's a sin, Eduoard." I said.
"Alam ko, but I don't care. As long as I'm happy, I'll continue being like this." Tinitigan ko ang mata niyang may contact lenses.
"Did you reach your goal? Did you reach what you really want?" Pinagtaasan niya ulit ako ng kilay niyang may drawing.
"Anong ibig mong sabihin?" Tanong niya.
"You want to be a lady, a girl, a woman. But, did you reach that? You are not a girl, Eduoard. You just change yourself into something that still doesn't fit you."
"You're not a girl, you're a third-sex. An excess gender. Sometimes unwanted. Do you want that? You changed, but still, you didn't reach what you really wanted."
"In the first place, you can't be the girl you always dreamed."
"Atleast, nagagawa ko ang nagagawa nila." Sabi niya.
